Chapter 389: Will you be the next one*
Mao Chunfang was a decent person. Meng Changqing talked to him, and the two naturally started chatting.
Mao Chunfang said, "Looking at Sir Wei's term of office, this year is probably the last time I will send a congratulatory message to Sir Wei. What did Sir Meng write?"
Meng Changqing joked to himself, "Unlike Mr. Mao, I have a scientific background and have no expertise in articles. In the past two or three years, I have only written repeatedly: Happy New Year to Mr. Futai."
Mao Chunfang said with a smile: "Just one sentence does not require four or five pieces of paper."
"This is not because I am afraid of neglecting Mr. Futai, so I can only write something else to make up for it." Meng Changqing said, "These are all matters within my county, and I also want to take this opportunity to ask Mr. Futai for advice."
"You are the only one, Mr. Meng, who dares to write down the county's affairs in a congratulatory message." Mao Chunfang said, "Yes, there are good things happening in Beishan County every year, and the writing is appropriate for the occasion. Of course, Shangguan will be happy to see it. If we write about the county's affairs, I’m afraid this year will be uneasy if I write it down.”
"Master Mao is humble."
Mao Chunfang smiled carelessly, then thought of something again, and the smile on his face became real, "Mr. Meng has many people around him and is better informed. Do you know who will be the magistrate of Liangzhou after Master Wei leaves?"< br>
Meng Changqing said: "Although I have many people, I only work in Beishan County, so I am not well-informed. Listening to Master Mao, it seems that I know something."
Mao Chunfang did not deny it. He said: "For a military general like Mr. Wei to concurrently serve as a prefect of a state is just a temporary measure. Now that Liangzhou is stable, it is time to separate the civil and military branches."
"Exactly. I just don't know if the new prefect will come from somewhere else, or if he will choose a talented person from among several adults?" Meng Changqing almost asked directly, will you be the next prefect?
Meng Changqing's yin and yang aura was naturally audible to Mao Chunfang.
"What do you think, Master Meng?" Meng Changqing asked.
"I thought anything would be fine." Meng Changqing smiled and said, "It's impossible to ask me to be the prefect."
"Hahaha." Mao Chunfang shook his head, "You are still young. When you get older, I'm afraid you won't be worthy of the position of prefect." He paused briefly and asked, "If the next prefect starts from us, Who do you think is the right choice for Mr. Meng?”
"This is a matter for the Ministry of Personnel to consider, but since Mr. Mao asked me, I think Mr. Mao, you are very suitable."
"Master Meng thinks highly of me."
"Of course, who doesn't want to have some friendship with the new Shangguan?" Meng Changqing said.
"In terms of friendship, Mr. Ding from Luojiang County is still your master. Why doesn't Mr. Meng hope that Mr. Ding will be promoted to prefect?"
Meng Changqing said: "Of course I hope too, but it's not useful to hope for this kind of thing. Besides, compared to my master, Mr. Mao made great achievements in suppressing bandits the year before last, so the court will naturally remember you more."
While Meng Changqing was talking, he carefully observed Mao Chunfang's expression. Seeing that he was secretly complacent, he thought to himself, "What the hell, is this Mao Chunfang really going to be the prefect of Liangzhou?"
After saying these words, I felt a chill in my stomach.
On the way back, Meng Changqing tried to speak as little as possible, thinking in her mind how she would respond if Shangguan was really Mao Chunfang.
By the time he arrived at the Liangzhou government office, Meng Changqing had already thought of several ways to dislodge Mao Chunfang, but none of them were serious. In terms of reality, none of them could be implemented.
The government servant who greeted the guests at the door came forward and said: "Master Mao, Master Meng, and Master Futai are talking to Master Cao. Please wait for a moment in the greenhouse. The younger one will take you two there."
Mao Chunfang nodded, "Thank you."
As soon as I entered the greenhouse, I saw Zeng Jing from Quping County eating cakes.
The three of them met, congratulated and saluted each other, and then sat down again.
Mao Chunfang said: "I thought Lord Meng and I were late, but why are the other adults later than us?" Zeng Jing took a sip of tea before saying, "All of us except Lord Luo are here."< br>
Mao Chunfang asked, "Why don't you see anyone?"
"Master Hua and Master Ding were called by Master Futai. As for Master Cao, he hasn't come out of the study yet. He is probably discussing important matters."
"Oh."
Meng Changqing heard this and asked: "Why didn't Mr. Luo come with Mr. Zeng this year?"
Zeng Jing put down the shortbread in his hand, turned his upper body towards Meng Changqing, and whispered: "Something happened in Quping County. I'm afraid Mr. Luo won't be able to come today."
Mao Chunfang moved to their side, naturally joined in the conversation, and asked in the same low voice: "What happened in Quping County?"
"Isn't this the Chinese New Year? We meet those people again for offering sacrifices. This year, we have a scholar's family. The family sued the county government. Mr. Luo couldn't ignore it. No, once he did, it caused a big fuss. Those people almost brought the Bishan County government to justice. The gate was pushed open, but we borrowed soldiers from Hongjia Camp to push those people down.”
Meng Changqing listened with little understanding, but had a premonition that there must be blood flowing under these words.
Unlike Meng Changqing, Mao Chunfang understood very clearly that he had been in Liangzhou longer. "We have mobilized troops and the matter has not calmed down yet?"
"It's not easy to get rid of those people." Zeng Jing sighed: "It's not easy for Mr. Luo either."
Meng Changqing was about to ask more questions when he heard footsteps coming from outside the door, and then the greenhouse door was pushed open.
"Master!" Looking at the people who came in, Meng Changqing stood up in surprise and greeted him, "Changqing is so rude, I haven't paid New Year's greetings to Master in person."
Ding Aixue held Meng Changqing's elbow and said with a smile: "I know you are busy.
I received what you sent, and your wife and I like it very much. Your mistress made you a cotton-padded jacket. I brought it here today. I’ll ask Mr. Futai to borrow it later so you can try it on to see if it fits you. ”
"I only gave those things as gifts, but I asked my wife to worry about me."
The two people here were talking affectionately, while the two people there were staring blankly. Zeng Jing could not hold back and clapped his hands.
"Two, two lords, how come as soon as Lord Ding comes in, Lord Mao and I become outsiders." He said with a smile, "I haven't asked Lord Meng yet, why did he suddenly accept Lord Ding as his teacher? I am between you Everyone knows which seniority to take.”
"Master Zeng is naturally of the same generation as Master." Meng Changqing said, "Master Mao is the same."
Mao Chunfang was not interested in their apprenticeship, so she changed the subject and asked, "Why didn't Mr. Hua come over?"
"We'll be there soon." Ding Aixue patted Meng Changqing on the shoulder, "Go sit down first, and we'll talk later."
Sure enough, Meng Changqing's butt just touched the stool, and Hua Rujin, Cao Hongxing, and Wei Fangyun arrived.
Meng Changqing stood up again, saluted, and gave up the seat in front to other adults. Meng Changqing consciously sat down at the end.
On the main seat, Wei Fangyun said: "Master Luo is not here because he has something to do. Everyone is here except him.
This year is my last year as the magistrate of Liangzhou, and I only have a few months left. Thanks to the good management of several people in these years, I have saved a lot of trouble for me. I would like to thank you all. ”